Advice of Old
02/23/2017 (55 words)
Wherever thou may goest,
Be it worthy unto the Holiest
Of the Holies, or in worship
Of thy greatest adversary
Whom we shan't name,
May thou walketh by the
Very soles of thy feet and
The very bend of thy toes.
Wherefore wouldst thy walketh
Upon the palms of thy hands
And complicateth thy journey?
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